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Day 16: Respond to Day 15’s poem with one of your own.

whynotonce:

Feline

Lay your hand

        On my skin

     And my body unfurls

          Beneath it.

Golden fire

      Twists through my veins

   Flows through my muscles

               Sinuous, flexing

My skin

     Is made paper-thin

   Under your hand

          My body drunk

      With elasticity.

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